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MOORE’S RURAL NEW-YORKER. 
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and Ler manner wiw fascinating to the last 
degree. After a while said I: 
“ ‘Sue, 1 could have sworn an hour ago that 
I saw you on a ferryboat! ’ 
“‘Could you?’ she laughed, without chang¬ 
ing color. ‘Never swear to personal Identity. 
I knew a man who got. Into a horrible scrape 
once by doing ho.' 
“ ‘ Well, It wasn't you, was it, Sue?' 1 asked. 
“‘How ridiculous 1 ’ she answered; and 
then, with a most unusual touch of defiance in 
her manner: * Suppose It was—what then ?' 
“‘Nothing much,’ said I; ‘only good-by, 
Ml*r» Osmond!' 
“ ‘Truly?’said she, In tho calmest possible 
manner, 
“‘Yes truly,* I answered, ‘unless you can 
account satisfactorily for conduct, bo qties- 
tlonablc 1" 
“‘8o what? * she asked, growing as whlte.as 
death. 
“ * So questionable,' I repeated. 
“ She rose in a white heat. This is.what she 
said; 
“ ‘ About seven o'clock this evening I crossed 
the ferry from Now York to Brooklyn, and I 
refuse to givoany account of the circumstances 
which made such questionable conduct neces¬ 
sary. So good-by, Mr. Tracy.* '* 
“ What then ? ’’ Inquired Harry. 
“Why, she swept out of tho room like a 
tragedy queen, and I haven't spoken to her 
since.'* 
**♦♦**♦ 
Threo weeks after. Same room, same com¬ 
pany. 
“ Poor Will Osmond has gone,” said Harry 
Blake. 
“ f'no douce ho has ? " replied Fred. Tracy. 
“Yes. I was over there this afternoon, and 
had a talk with his widow. Will's health 
failed immediately after his marriage, and bis 
father was so angry with him for marrying his 
{laughter's governess, that he would not do 
the least thing for him. Mrs. Osmond said 
that if it hadn't been for Sue they would have 
certainly starved. She pawned and sold most 
uf her jewelry, and managed so skillfully that 
Will w..s surrounded with every comfort. I 
found out something, Fred.” 
“ Wbatwss it?” 
“ Do you remember the date of the night you 
saw Mi s Osmond ori the ferryboat? Was it 
lho third of December?” 
“ Yob, sir." 
“ Well that day Sue spent with her brother. 
Ho was a great deal worse, aud she was de¬ 
termined, come what would, she would not 
leave him until he was easier. lie grew more 
comfortable, and when she got ready to start 
for home, it rained hard. 8o she borrowed her 
sid-or’a water-proof, and hurried off. Now, 
what do you think ? ” 
" That f was a brute, and I’ll make it up this 
very day." 
Evening. Scene—parlor in the7house of Os¬ 
mond. Sue Osmond in tho library alone. Fred. 
Tracy is announced. 
“Good evening, Mr. Tracy,” and Sue extends 
o very steady little hand to her visitor. 
“I have Just hoard to-day, of your brother’s 
donth, Mi i—Osmond mid—and—" 
Fred. Tracy was never known to stammer, 
but now tli ■ English language failed him. 
“ Will had been 111 for several months ! ” wa« 
the calm answer. 
“And to ihiulc," said Fred., almost sobbing, 
“that 1 should have heen such a brute! J won¬ 
der if you can ever forgive mo?" 
“Certainly,” replied Sue; “I forgave you a 
long time ago." 
“Angel!" whispered Fred, “flow can I 
ever be thankful enough I " 
The hand* be tiled to seize were withdrawn 
as she replied : 
“ By remembering, Mr. Tracy, that no woman 
worth having will endure the high and lofty 
treatment you attempted with me! and that 
where there Is true love, there is true con¬ 
fidence 1" 
“Sue, dear Sue, what do you mean? Why 
are you so cold ? " 
“ Mr. Blake!" announced a servant. 
“Good evening, Fred," cried Harry, cor¬ 
dially. 
“ And how's my little Sue! " 
“Very well, thank you," cried Sue, lovingly. 
“This, Mr. Tracy," she oontlnued, with a 
deep blush, “ is my intended husband." 
“How long has this been?" inquired poor 
Fred. 
“About threo months,” replied Ulake, non¬ 
chalantly. 
“And yon allowed me to come round here, 
and make a fool of myself in this manner? " 
“ Wbat manner? 1 was delighted that you 
and my Sue were going to make up and be 
good friends again." 
Before Harry had concluded liiu sentence 
Fred, was gone. 
The hall-door shut w r ith a bang, and the 
lovers were alone. 
-- 
A STORY OF RUSSIAN LOVE. 
Nicopolis Is u small town In the southeast, 
of Russia, where tho Caucasian blood mixes 
with the Russian, and produces very many re¬ 
markably line specimens of femalo beauty. 
Among the most beautiful of the boautios of 
Nicopolis wa* TJlyana, the only daughter of a 
wealthy land-owner. Her father was In the 
habit, every year at harvest-time, of adding to 
h n force by engaging “ people from Russia," as 
they say, moaning people from the interior, who 
at this season of the year seek remunerative 
labor in the more cultivated and wealthier dis¬ 
tricts of the South. 
One of these people, FllyatlolT, a handsome, 
stalwart young fellow, attracted especial atten¬ 
tion. lie Bccmod completely indifferent with 
regard to Ills gains, and was always In the best 
splriti. Ulyana uoon became n willing listener 
when be was praised, and Filyatioff, w ho was 
not Insensible to the charms of female beauty, 
soon evinced a marked partiality for her socie¬ 
ty. It. was not long cro their liking for each 
other ripened Into an affair of the heart, end 
became thosubjcct of goneral remark. Nordld 
the young people attempt, to conceal wbat they 
felt tor each other, and Filyatioff wont boldly 
to tbo father of bis lady-love and asked for bis 
blessing. But t lie former peremptorily refused ; 
be wus not going to give bis daughter to a stroll¬ 
ing laborer, ho raid. Arid all Ulyana’a tears 
and entrcatloB were of no avail; her father war. 
Inflexible, and, in order “to put other thoughts 
into her bead," he compelled her to a betrothal 
with a wealthy townsman. Tho betrothal was 
celebrated with groat pomp. All were merry 
but I. lyana ; her thoughts were with Filyatioff, 
who gave her good cause for uneasiness. He 
bad ccaBod to work, and now spent his time in 
either one pot-house or another. He drank to 
assuage hi* grief; but not long. Ho soon took 
an aversion to schnapps—a raro thing for a 
Russian to do—and then drink did not lesson 
hie grief. He therefore foreswore tho pot-house, 
and determined to go far away, w here, conceal¬ 
ed and forgotten, lie would end bis unhappy 
life. In this romantic frame of mind he be¬ 
thought himself of Siberia, and determined to 
tako the necessary s teps to get there nr. mood as 
possible. With this object in view, he, one 
evening soon after dark, went to the principal 
bazaar of the town, and tried one dooraltor an¬ 
other until be found one be could force. He 
entered the well-filled shop, took what money 
he found in the till, and looked about to 6ee If 
no one came. Then ho made a bundle of some 
of the goods, and then again looked about to 
see if no one came to arrest the burglar. As he 
was still unobserved, he made a bright, light in 
the shop. This was soon stunt, and people came 
and seized the supposed burglar. On his trial 
be simply declared that, owing to his disap¬ 
pointment In love, bo wanted to be sent to Si¬ 
beria ; t hat this, and this only, was his object 
In breaking Into the shop. The jurors were 
unanimous In rendering a verdict of acquittal 
which was received by loud acclamations on 
the part of the spectators. 
The farmer was now compelled to relent, lie 
broke off the engagement of his daughter with 
his wealthy neighbor, and consented to her 
union with romantic Filyatioff. 
JiiteipuiLJ talofld. 
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The September Magazines. 
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Is taken from the British Quarterly Review, 
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' special ly noticeable. 
i. 
In Autumn, when the sheaves are down. 
And russet-coats are 1 ying low 
Under the houghs whose leaves are brown 
And thakon by the midnight blow ; 
When evening clouds are tinted more 
Than during August's harvest reign. 
And robins southward turn and soar 
To warmer climes and nests again; 
Then wild auroras deck the sides. 
And star-lit shades with belts of mist. 
And spiial Jets of name uprise 
To skip and wanton. senlth-ktSJOd, 
And shed upon the path of night 
A rainbow beam of beauty rare, 
As if a ray of heavenly light 
Had pierced the azure veil up there. 
U. 
So, often, when the storm-clouds roll 
Upon us. and a dire despair 
And daikiuss till the drooping soul. 
Too weak for tears, too worn for prayer. 
A silvery Den in ot tender faith 
Comes qutv'rlng up the «plrit sky 
As ’twere the dear remembered wraith 
Of one for whom we fondly slgli. 
Both tell us of a silent power 
Beyond mr re mortal surface scan, 
That guides the universe each hour. 
And dries the check with weeping wan. 
What were the world without that breath 
That to tbo weary soul belongs ? 
A waste of barren lire and death 
Unblessed by angel smiles and sones. 
GOD 3 GOOD PLEASURE. 
God’s good pleasure is that this world shall 
one day be totally redeemed from siu ; God’s 
good pleasure is, that thl* poor planet, so long 
swathed in darkness, shall soon shine out in 
brightness, like a new-born sun. Christ's 
death hath (lone it. The stream that (lowed 
from his side on Calvary shall cleanse the world 
from all its blackness. That hour of mid-day 
darkness was the rising of a now sun of right¬ 
eousness, which shall never cease to shine 
upon the emth. Yes, the hour Is coming when 
swords and speart, shall be forgotten things, 
when the hurnoss of war and tho pageantry of 
pomp shall be laid a ide for the food of worms, 
or the contemplation of tho curious. The 
hour approachOth when old Rome shall shake 
upon her seven hills, when Mohumrned’s cres¬ 
cent shall wane to wux no more, when all Hie 
gods of the heathens shall lose their thrones 
and bo cast out to tbo moles and to the hutft ; 
and then, when from tho equator to the poles, 
Christ shall be honored, the Lord paramount 
on earth, when from land to land, from tbo 
river even to the cuds of tho earth, one King 
shall reign, one about shall be raised, “ Hallelu¬ 
jah, hallelujah, the Lord God Omnipotent 
relgneth.”— Spuiyeon. 
-- 
BEAUTIFUL AND TRUE. 
The late eminent judge, Sir Allen Park, once 
said at a public meeting lu London “ We live 
In tho midst of blessings, till wo are utterly in¬ 
sensible to their greatness anti of the source 
from whence they flow. We speak of our civil¬ 
ization, our arts, our freedom, our laws, and 
forget entirely bow a largo portion 1* duo to 
Christianity. Blot Christianity out of the 
page of man's history, and what would bis 
laws have been wbat his civilizat ion t Chris- 
tlaultyls mixed up with our very being and our 
daily life ; there is not a familiar object, around 
us which does not wear a different aspect 
because the light of Christian love is on it; not 
a law which does not owe its truth and gentle¬ 
ness to Christianity; not a custom which oan- 
not bo traced, in all its holy, healthful parts, 
to tbo Gospel." 
-♦-•••♦- 
HEAVENLY LOVE. 
When we are fullest of heavenly love we are 
best fitted to bear with human infirmity, to 
live above it and forget its burden. It is the 
absence of love to Christ, not its fullness, that 
makes us so Impatient of the weaknesses 
and Inconsistencies of our Christian brethren. 
Then when Christ la all our portion, when he 
dv.ells with us and in us, we have so satisfying 
an enjoyment of his perfection that the Imper¬ 
fection of others la as it were swallowed up, 
and the sense of our own nothingness makes 
us insensible to that which Is irritating to 
individual fooling.— /fare. 
-■♦♦♦- 
“ GRACE FOR GRACE.*' 
The expression “grace for grace" may 
mean grace answering to grace, grace which 
was in accordance with grace already given; 
grace preparatory to what i« yet to come, Has 
not the Father given you such grace as you 
hud capacity to receive? If there had been 
more room you would have had more; if you 
had exercised more faith lie would have given 
you more joy; if you bad possessed more hope 
you would have had more realization. Helms 
comet up to, even gono beyond, the measure of 
our expectancy. Sjruryeon. 
- — • 
You have not fulfilled every duty unless you 
have fulfilled that of being pleasant. 
It should not discourage us If our kindness 
s unacknowledged ; It has its influence still. 
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